Toil and Rest

by Jacob Dunbar

"By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread..." (Genesis 3:19)

"For we who have believed enter that rest" (Hebrews 4:3)

Believe and trust

He died to provide

Faithful and just

In Him do I hide

 

His grace applied

He paid the price

Fully supplied

Complete sacrifice

 

Live by believing

Believe for a living

Work in receiving

Faith in His giving

 

Lord of provision

Done with my grieving

Out of my prison

Continue perceiving

 

Birds of the air

Lilies of the field

Knows every hair

Treasure concealed

 

He bought the field

I am his heir

Finances healed

Seems so unfair

 

Smothered in favor

Undeserved blessing

He paid the waiver

Done with my stressing

 

Disarmed my slaver

His love expressing

He does not waver

Grace so caressing

 

I am so blessed

Milk and honey

He gave His best

Beaten and bloody

 

Why worry for money

Cease being stressed

Cloudy to sunny

Enter His rest

Toil and strive

Work to provide

On overdrive

Tired and dried

 

Feeding my pride

Have to survive

Word misapplied

I dive and I dive

 

Into my work

So family can eat

Lost all my perk

But all’s nice and neat

 

Outside conceit

Feel like a jerk

But inside downbeat

Into the murk

 

Deeper I go

Angst and unrest

Feeling so low

Doing my best!

 

Overly stressed

Much I do owe

Completely depressed

Covered in woe

 

Enclosed in doubt

Fell into a well

Shout and I shout

Yell and I yell

 

Trapped in a cell

Have to break out

Heaven or hell

Caught in a drought

 

Cursed is the land

Thistles and thorns

Trust in my hand

Body is worn

 

Depleted and torn

Can’t hardly stand

Sweat and worn

Too much demand

Wellsprings of Rest

© 2020 Jacob Dunbar